Hidden Heir (Holy Rebel MC #2)

Chapter 12

His mouth drops and one by one the other voices start to cease due to curiosity, leaving only Margo, Lacie, and I singing to Lynol. He waits till we stop to look up at his wife standing beside him, mouth still agape, then looking back at the cake and back again. He moves the lit white candles out of his way to read her name at the top of the ultra sound picture, needing assurance.

Margo stands there grinning with her hands knitted together in front of her mouth, trying to conceal her school girl giggles.

"Are you fucking serious?" Lynol asks, still sitting in his chair but a hand rests on the arm, ready to push himself up any moment. She nods eagerly.

"Holy fucking shit, Go Gos having another baby!" Panik claps like a little boy and grabs said woman. Lynol shoots up and shoves him off, grabbing Margo himself.

"I get the hug her first. My damn woman. My damn kid." He growls then picks his woman up to spin her around. Her laughs are loud as she throws her arms around him, allowing herself the ride.

"I can't fucking believe this. Best birthday ever, babe. Wait till I tell ma! Another grandbaby." Lynol kisses Margo with so much force. A kiss that would make a whore blush. I sneak a glance at Shank to find him already watching me.

I find regret and hate in his brown pits. No doubt hate for me. We never had this moment and it's all my fault. Well, at least that's how he sees it. I think most of it's his fault. We wouldn't have had a moment as beautiful as this anyways, he had no love like this for me.

The club cheers, hooting and hollering the congratulations.

"I want to have a water birth with this one." Margo informs Lynol, drawing my attention away from Shank. Lynol cringes.

"After Sydney, are you sure?" He asks, still holding on to his wife.

She nods.

"What happened with Sydney?" I ask her.

"I didn't really understand what the hell they said. I had her, it went fine, but then I crashed or something. Pat and I didn't understand what the fuck they said. But I want another natural birth with this one too. We'll get a mid wife. Ooh! Missy! You!" She suddenly starts bouncing excitedly again.

"Me? I don't know if I qualify as ...that, but I'd love to. I wanted a natural birth with Shane but he had different plans. Always been interested in it." I tell her.

"C section?" She asks. I nod.

"Probably cause he got a big head like his father." Panik cracks, grinning at Shank. Shank just smiles like a proud father.

"Good thing its not hard like it too." Patch slaps Shanks back.

"Shouldn't you guys be busting Lynol's balls? He's the one having a kid." Shank growls. I laugh.

"And Missys taking the kids tonight, so Its just me and you, babe." Margo tell Lynol before biting his ear.

The guys make some noises at this.

"Damn, I definitely owe you one, Doc." Lynol's eyes are dark and heavy and he glances appreciatively over at me for just a second. I really don't get that name. Really, everyone's overestimating my qualifications.

"Don't worry, prez. One night you guys can have the kids for me and Missy to have a night to ourselves. Right, Annie?" Schiz uses his pet name for me as he gently nibbles my neck.

I elbow him. We get time to ourselves when ever Shank has Shane. And after awhile, when Shane gets used to Shane enough to spend a night with him, we'll have nights too. I doubt Margo and Lynol ever have much time to themselves.